"First Elder."
Ye Wanwan shot First Elder a look. "What are you saying? Does the Direct Line need us to remind them?"
Ye Wanwan slapped the treaty on the conference table. "Everything is written clearly in this treaty. Are you saying Direct Line will be indifferent to the Fearless Alliance's struggle against the Rose of Death? This is a conditional contract that's directly managed by the Arbitration Council! You're too disrespectful, First Elder."
First Elder nodded frantically and turned to the elderly man from the Direct Line with an apologetic expression. "Mm… The President is right, this subordinate didn't think things through thoroughly. Our treaty is managed by the Arbitration Council… so Direct Line definitely won't sit by and do nothing. It's all this subordinate's fault for running my mouth before thinking it through."
